"I'm sorry, Ma'am, In this condition, there is no point in giving birth to the Baby."
"I know the baby is dead, I know! But when I give birth, I can see his face... I can hug him just once!"
I'm sorry again and again, but it's impossible... The baby was consumed by his mother's aura and disappeared without a trace from her womb...
"There is nothing in your stomach right now."
The empty coffin was buried under an oak tree.
While burying the empty coffin, she earnestly asked her baby to come see his mother just once, even if it meant becoming a bird.
You can blame me for killing you, just once...
Rune knows it's a wish that won't come true, but her life is far from a miracle, maybe...
Tears fell on the tombstone, perhaps because of what happened with Drial or because she felt miserable for not being able to prepare flowers.
At that time, a white bird sat in front of her.
A bird with an agapanthus in its beak looked up at Rune.
The bird kept tilting its head and then put down the flower. It was lovely to see him tilt his head as if asking why she was crying.
Rune wiped her tears and held out her hand, and the bird climbed on top of it.
"You're a smart kid."
When she spoke to him, the bird opened and closed its wings and said, "Beep, beep."
Rune smiled and looked at the bird. It was strangely impossible to take her eyes off his fluffy white little bird.
"Thank you for bringing me flowers. Agapanthus is my favorite flower."
The bird's eyes brightened as if he understood the words of gratitude. Rune quietly stared at the golden sparkling eyes.
When she saw the eyes shining softly like moonlight, Drial came to mind. It was also strange that the tail feathers were extremely long and blue.
Is it a mutation?
It was heartbreaking to think that this smart and lovely bird might not survive in nature.
"Would you like to come with me? If you want to be with people, you will have to live in a cage, but you will be able to eat whatever you like every day."
Rune placed the bird on a tree branch.
"You look special, so you'll understand what I mean. Think carefully and come back here. If you come... I will cherish you a lot. Even if I get divorced and become penniless, I will take care of the things you like every day."
The bird liked it when she gently scratched its head. Rune smiled softly as she looked at him, and then turned her head when she felt someone.
Drial was standing in the middle of the road leading to the tombstone. She looked at the agapanthus bouquet in his large hand and then turned her gaze away from Drial. But no matter how long I waited, Drial did not climb the road.
Rune felt strange, so she looked again and her gaze crossed with Drial. Drial raised the corner of his mouth calmly.
Only then did Rune realize that Drial could not climb this path. There were times when his heart was heavy and he couldn't take his steps.
She gathered her emotions and went down the road. Drial handed her a bouquet of agapanthus flowers.
"You liked this flower."
"Are you here to give me this?"
Drial looked at the oak tree with an unknown expression and then lowered his gaze. His thoughtful-looking face was unfamiliar to her.
Rune quietly waited for Drial's story.
"Should we just talk face to face once a day?"
After a long silence, Drial smiled and spoke.
"Whether it's everyday stories, inner thoughts, or meaningless chatter."
"Why should I do that?"
"I feel like if I get further away from you, I won't be able to turn back."
"You mean divorce."
"Yes, divorce."
Drial took a deep breath.
"I don't want to divorce you. I'm serious."
A sad smile appeared on his handsome face.
"You sacrificed your life to save Arhon. I haven't come to terms with this land yet, but I'm not a permanent resident. For those people, this is their hometown. To the knights who died fighting me... I want to do my best as a lord and husband just as much as you did your best."
The reason he refused to divorce was simply because of obligation.
Rune smiled bitterly inwardly. It was an extremely realistic answer.
Drial continued speaking nervously as he saw no change in Rune's expression.
"I'm hiding things from you. I'll admit it. But I didn't close my mouth to deceive you. Only..."
Unable to reveal his true feelings, and mumbling his words, Rune, who had her head down, fiddled with the bouquet of flowers.
The tip of her nose was red. Ever since she was little, Rune's nose has turned red when she cries.
Drial, embarrassed, turned to face Rune, who was avoiding eye contact.
"Did you cry?"
Rune was surprised to see Drial approaching in front of her and quickly turned her head. Her ears burned, perhaps because she was caught crying.
"I didn't cry."
"You told me to lie sincerely."
"I said I didn't cry."
"Look at me."
"No."
"Rune."
Drial, who stubbornly called out her name, carefully covered her small face. When she looked under the sunlight, her bright blue eyes were stained with water.
He wrapped a thin, soft wind around his hand and gently rubbed the area around Rune's hot eyes.
Rune put down his large hand and gave in to his worried gaze. She couldn't shake his hand.
Instead, she kept her mouth shut and lowered her gaze. She didn't want to admit it, but the cool feeling of his fingertips caressing the area around her eyes felt good.
Rune's expression became somber. Drial was relieved to notice that Rune had calmed down.
Drial swallowed a sigh and cried out.
"Why were you crying?"
"I said I didn't cry."
"Ha, you're really stubborn."
Drial burst out laughing and stared at Rune. Rune was avoiding eye contact, perhaps because the close distance was uncomfortable.
"This reminds me of the old days."
As the sunlight subtly dazzled Rune, Drial raised one hand and created a shadow on her forehead.
"You've been like that since long ago. You cried and insisted that you didn't cry even if you died."
"I didn't."
"You cried with your lips clenched, so I must have comforted you more than a hundred times."
"When did I do that?"
"That's right, you."
"I've never done that."
"You were good at crying too."
"I said no!"
Perhaps feeling aggrieved, Rune then glared straight at Drial. The gaze that had always been looking at a distant place turned to Drial.
Drial smiled quietly, satisfied.
"So what do you think?"
Drial withdrew his hand from caressing her eyes. But the shadow of the hand above her forehead remained the same.
Drial's kindness always made Rune sad. That kindness was not love. It was a favor and kindness shown to everyone.
"Conversation seriously once a day, just the two of us. It's not difficult."
"I think it's a waste of time."
Drial could not hide his upset at the honest answer.
"Divorce will be inevitable."
"Rune."
"I don't want to live by your side. I don't have the audacity or courage to do that. If you want to do your duty as a husband, let me go. Forget about me. Just remember that I was the bitch who completely ruined your life... I would like to say that."
Rune sighed.
"Let me ask you just one question, really. Are you going to make Dione the successor to Arhon?"
"I've already made up my mind."
"Something strange happened in Emur Village. Can you be sure that Dione will grow up safely in Arhon?"
"Nothing will happen to Dione. My sister risked her life to give birth to this child, so I must risk my life to protect it."
There was no hesitation in the answer. He felt that Drial's will was firm.
Rune, who was thinking about it, nodded
"A banquet will be held to formally celebrate your return. You announced on the spot that you would make Dione your successor. Divorce... Let's talk later. If we break up now, it would be like running away and leaving the unstable Arhon in the hands of Dione."
Drial's complexion brightened. Although it was only a grace period, it was a sufficient result.
Rune passed by Drial as if she didn't want to talk anymore. Drial, with a smile on his face, chased after Rune.
"What about talking once a day?"
"You will do it even if I say no, you will."
"You know me well. Thank god. I plan to behave as I please from time to time, so I will ask for your understanding in advance."
"Ha..."
Rune glared at Drial as if to tell him not to follow and entered the main camp. Her fresh face which clearly revealed her emotions was cute.
Drial looked at Rune going up the stairs, holding a bouquet of agapanthus flowers and suppressed laughter.
It felt like they took a difficult step together.
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